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Tech N9ne – Comfortable Lyrics

[Intro]
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Yo, I’m comfortable doing work in the studio
I’m comfortable giving fans an unruly show
Even if I gotta take a voyage like Coolio
To rocket I’m with it but outside it that shit is bootyhole
No interviews with Tech Nina unless you well versed
On what I done after so many years how we sell work
Even in this climate we climbing as high as inhaled purp
But you don’t know that I’m the new and a throwback, so wack
I hate doing radio but I do it well
And it’s done ’cause the pushing for N9ne and crew to sell
But I get up on the establishment
Never got the music we have the shit
What I want to do is straight jab and kick temples to his tail
So if you spinning me now you take me to [?]
And if you think ’cause I’m bitching Tech Nina buzz done
Check it I ain’t tryna do no early interviews
Unless it’s Sway, Johnny Dare, or Bubba of the Love Sponge
Comfortable

[Hook]
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Ay I like The Breakfast Club, there Tech gets love
Murs, Stevie, Mayday, JL, even CES get plugged
I fuck with Double XL ’cause Vanessa’s thug
They know when I walk through
It’s Travis and coming next is Muggs
Saying no to you radio personalities who
Wanna waste the time you get nothing, but cursing out at me true
Some of them see us ’cause slacking will hurt them salaries you
Never get my presence you peasants be dirt and cowardly ooh
I can rap woohoo, I got stacks woohoo
Everybody know that so I musta rap on your tracks booboo
They don’t fit my flow when I spit I glow
But do I fit to that which is normal in Hip-Hop (No!)
Some bumping the flow to the young pump and a bro
Plump sprung when you go tongue dumb dumb then you grow
But I’m funking with those dumping the pro
Love DX and All-New-Hip-Hop
Everything else? Unbomfortable

[Hook]
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Yo I’m comfortable talking to Mark Alford
He don’t make me feel I gotta kneel at a dark altar
His colleagues are cool
Things are jolly and smooth
Anything else it’ll be part stupid and part awkward
Do your homework before you talk to a vet
That way you won’t get no static coming from Tech
I’m on my own Planet, I’m in my zone, dammit
I see a lot of you and wonder just how you drones manage
You niggas done get it at all
The wicked you get it delivered to y’all
And give it a negative critic
Know when I spit it them people are giving the calls
Requesting me, I’m blessed and free
You want Tech the G, you must step to me
I ain’t begging for no petty press, I’m already set
Done a lot of work with Travis that made our feddi stretch
Even though I’m Michael Myers I still get steady checks
But yo when I’m slicing haters I leave a Freddy mess

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
From Rocked Rhyme sessions
The top I’m steppin’
But I’m no longer stepping in Hot 9-7
To the powers that be
Travel to see the spot N9ne’s reppin’, yeah
Comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here

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Tech N9ne – Erbody But Me (feat. Bizzy & Krizz Kaliko) (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

[Intro]
Okay

[Hook: Bizzy]
Walk right up in the room like fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
Lookin’ like it’s all good but fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And I really wish a nigga would say fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And you could be just like me say fuck er’body
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me say fuck er’body
Okay

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
K-C-M-O
Born and raised if you ain’t get the memo
Slippin’ in my city is a N-O
We put down a demo, then go stuffing them hoes in a limo
Cause they said they serving more jaw then Jay Leno
What they seein’ walk through the doors, winners
Haters muggin’ us because they hoes, grinners
Sinners better simmer when thinking they want to chin us better remember it ain’t nothing but rogue, in us
Steppin’ out with Tech Nina, yes sir, weather remains, wetter she came
Next thing you know, mayne, that girl want everything, everything
When it’s playing she saying this my shit
That’s why they be waiting in line to kiss my grip
Offer true paid dues, I’m not selfish
But you may lose, if I could help it
Step into this Piru made grove wearing the opposite of blue suede shoes, Elvis

[Hook: Bizzy]
Walk right up in the room like fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
Lookin’ like it’s all good but fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And I really wish a nigga would say fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And you could be just like me say fuck er’body
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Bout to go up
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me
Say fuck er’body
Okay

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
We drinkin’
Why you wonder why your woman winkin’
Trip with us you’re headed for extinction
We just bringing brinks in
To buy the bar get everybody drinkin’
People looking salty must be smokin’ Jesse Pinkman
Er’body, but me
Lookin’ broke and, dusty
That’s how your lady look at me, that’s why she wanna, cuff me
I’m gonna shine never, rusty
Every year I come back with another one they never gonna, hush me
She wanna get close to touch a strange jam
She say you don’t remember me ’cause I just became slim
Ah ye-ye-ye-ye-ye
That’s right I know you from, um so and so what’s her name ‘nem?
They know Tech Nina is always coming hotter than, hell’s pit
And I’m steady drinking like I’m a, Celtic
Why they trippin’ with me? ‘Cause now I’m dipping with she
And I’m gonna give her what she need, pelvis

[Hook: Bizzy]
Walk right up in the room like fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
Lookin’ like it’s all good but fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And I really wish a nigga would say fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And you could be just like me say fuck er’body
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Bout to go up
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me
Say fuck er’body
Okay

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Tech N9ne – The Long Way (feat. Krizz Kaliko) (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Tech Nina, lets get it
Mama told me get it and I did
Make a beautiful livin’ for my kids
Man, I’m really in love with my gig
Wasn’t always known I couldn’t take the throne ’till I raced for home and I slid
For my [?] where I lived
But the Yates was growin’ in my biz
And I couldn’t even afford Reebok’s
It was Payless shoes and holy socks
Then I started to earn G-knots, screamin’ F-T-I on TV spots
Livin’ the lovely life we chose
Still I’m livin’ it by street codes
Pain and poverty put these flows in Beast Mode
Here we go

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
The road to my success from here was not a block away
On the coast they told me I’ma part with Travis, not today
We just wanted what’s hot to play
But they gave me no slot to slay
Even though I’m not Lecrae, every day Tecca Nina would drop to pray
On my knees in a cot
There was multiple beds in my spot
So let the champagne pop, everybody feelin’ my gang, gang lots
Took a lot of hard work to get guap, when you comin’ from a scarred turf, could be stopped
From the hurtful dirt to the top
Yeah we gonna celebrate today cause we got

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Let the song play (We got it)
‘Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way
Let the song play (We got it)
‘Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Too big and too ugly, would you ever love me?
Every city we visit, we get it, but people they look at us funny
I feel like I’m way too fat, but what I’m packin’ is making them kitties get after ’em
They hearing me flippin’ and rip the back up out the track, then they trackin’ a pack of ’em
Applause, applause, now we sell it enough to get our house and our cars up
Gotta get them bars up to be part of the upper echelon and hit the stars up
And we did it
Me and Nina stay committed to our art, we always doin’ our part
We get it
And we knew we gettin’ the cheese or we siezin’ our G’s up, Jesus
Only breaking from making ’em rock
The pushin’ manuever been making the block
Indusin’, I’m cool when I’m oozin’
I’m cruisin’ the planet, they think I’m faking a lot
I gotta get to the money, gotta get to the money, and they think I’m making a lot
I’m keepin’ a millimeter pilly under the tummy for dummies, if they wanna plot
New money, I ain’t trying to save, cause I just made it
Look at my royalty state, thank God for the ones who gave it
Lots of props for the ones who made it
Cause this road ain’t paved
Sippin’ till I’m elevated
We made it, so we gon’

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Let the song play (We got it)
‘Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way
Let the song play (We got it)
‘Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Yeah, we started this Strange Music in Trav’s basement
Now we gonna have our fifth Strange building because we had patience
And I got all these mass payments with a mad cadence
Kill it when I rip it up, I’m makin’ ’em listen, not pickin’ me up, and I never have a cash craving
We appreciate this, so we create hits
See me lay this, inebriated
And we be faded, indeed we stay lit
From the oddest, to people listen, and look at me Godish
Not a time for Nina to be modest
People celebrate with me ’cause we got it

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Let the song play (We got it)
‘Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way
Let the song play (We got it)
‘Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way

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Tech N9ne – Fuh What (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

[Intro:]
Blah, blah, blah, bitch
Using bid’ness just to sit up on my dick
How I know is cause she asking for my Addie, Addie
When we at work, she hopin’ that we both be chatty patties
Yeah?

[Hook]
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin’ you let her fall through
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin’ you let her fall through
Fuh what?

[Verse 1]
Givin’ y’all the shout of the day
We celebrating, we no longer selling powder for pay
Though the ladies really wanna question without a delay
They beat around the bush instead of gettin’ it out of the way
Come to my success, we yelling "Prost" (Prost!)
I can never blame the bitches wanting to get close
Cause this independent game, we make the most
That’s why all the ladies asking me "Can we get ghost?"
(Ghost!)
Then these ladies wanna fuck down
But they want us all to hush now
Instead of saying she wants her guts pounded, she think of everything to cut ’round it
I’ma just tell you to cut to the chase
You want the D, and you up for the taste
Lie and run away, got lots of people
They rushing for our way like fucking seagulls
Wanna see you after hours, to cut
But instead of steppin’, like a coward, you stuck
Wanna come and make me chowder? drink some Amaretto Sours?
Play that Absolute Power louder to fu-fu..

[Hook]
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin’ you let her fall through
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin’ you let her fall through
Fuh what?

[Verse 2]
I ain’t with that phony shit
Stop acting like we got bid’ness when you wanted to only sit on thee dick
See me and passin’ you, wanna see you wag your tail
Worse that can happen is me telling you "Take this bag of L’s"
Hate you had to fail, cause really it was on groom-watch
Havin’ visions of you when I was livin’ up in the Boondocks
Bringin’ children up in the building, try’na consume shots
Blood-sucking bitches be the reason I keep my room locked
So keep a square bid’ness
The thing you really want from Tech Nina ain’t near bid’ness
They really quick to run up and offer you their digits
They got millionaire wishes
They want you to bare witness, to share kisses

[Hook]
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin’ you let her fall through
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin’ you let her fall through
Fuh what?

[Bridge]
Ringin’ my phone
Real late at night when my bitch is at home
I can’t believe it, this got me heated
How you gon’ hit me this late ’bout a song

[Verse 3]
Bitch, watch your lip quick
Let us be realistic
If you come in fraudulent, you’ll never sit on this dick
She look at my Rollie
Barely even know me, wanna cook me some Bertolli
Question is: fuh what?
Answer is: to fuck!

[Outro:]
*laughing*
Keep it real baby bubble
Burning bridges being a bitch
Watch out!
Tech N9ne!
And she’s on call, fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Just to come over to cook for all you
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin’ you let her fall through

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Tech N9ne – Erbody But Me (feat. Krizz Kaliko & Bizzy) letras

[Intro]
Okay

[Hook: Bizzy]
Walk right up in the room like fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
Lookin’ like it’s all good but fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And I really wish a nigga would say fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And you could be just like me say fuck er’body
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me say fuck er’body
Okay

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
K-C-M-O
Born and raised if you ain’t get the memo
Slippin’ in my city is a N-O
We put down a demo, then go stuffing them hoes in a limo
Cause they said they serving more jaw then Jay Leno
What they seein’ walk through the doors, winners
Haters muggin’ us because they hoes, grinners
Sinners better simmer when thinking they want to chin us better remember it ain’t nothing but rogue, in us
Steppin’ out with Tech Nina, yes sir, weather remains, wetter she came
Next thing you know, mayne, that girl want everything, everything
When it’s playing she saying this my shit
That’s why they be waiting in line to kiss my grip
Offer true paid dues, I’m not selfish
But you may lose, if I could help it
Step into this Piru made grove wearing the opposite of blue suede shoes, Elvis

[Hook: Bizzy]
Walk right up in the room like fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
Lookin’ like it’s all good but fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And I really wish a nigga would say fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And you could be just like me say fuck er’body
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Bout to go up
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me
Say fuck er’body
Okay

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
We drinkin’
Why you wonder why your woman winkin’
Trip with us you’re headed for extinction
We just bringing brinks in
To buy the bar get everybody drinkin’
People looking salty must be smokin’ Jesse Pinkman
Er’body, but me
Lookin’ broke and, dusty
That’s how your lady look at me, that’s why she wanna, cuff me
I’m gonna shine never, rusty
Every year I come back with another one they never gonna, hush me
She wanna get close to touch a strange jam
She say you don’t remember me ’cause I just became slim
Ah ye-ye-ye-ye-ye
That’s right I know you from, um so and so what’s her name ‘nem?
They know Tech Nina is always coming hotter than, hell’s pit
And I’m steady drinking like I’m a, Celtic
Why they trippin’ with me? ‘Cause now I’m dipping with she
And I’m gonna give her what she need, pelvis

[Hook: Bizzy]
Walk right up in the room like fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
Lookin’ like it’s all good but fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And I really wish a nigga would say fuck er’body but me (er’body but me)
And you could be just like me say fuck er’body
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Bout to go up
Er’body but me
Er’body but me
Finna go up
Er’body but me
Say fuck er’body
Okay